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Chapter 323: Empty Seal

She drew very quickly. She had finished a sketch in half an hour, "Your Highness, the drawing is done!"

Zhu Jun took the sketch and to be honest, he had an idea of ​​what he looked like. He had good facial features and could be considered a handsome guy.

But the self in the sketch looks like I have put on a beauty mask and a filter, and I don’t look very handsome.

"Well, the painting is good. It would be better if it could be more realistic!" Zhu Jun commented: "This painting has captured the charm of the characters, but it is not enough. We need to continue to work hard!"

"Well, I'll keep working hard!" Li Xinrui nodded, with an inexplicable charm in his eyes.

"I think you can open a painting class!" Zhu Jun thought for a while and said, "How about taking a job in Endeavor Hall? There happens to be an art class in the school. How about you teach them?"

There were not many painters, so Zhu Jun asked those great craftsmen to take his place.

Don't underestimate these carpenters and stonemasons. They use tools to carve dragons and draw phoenixes, and their painting skills are still very strong.

Moreover, Zhu Jun later planned to open a vocational school, and these master craftsmen were the mainstay.

"I, I can't do it!" Li Xinrui couldn't help shaking her head, "I, I..."

Seeing that Li Xinrui was a little scared, Zhu Jun said hurriedly: "Don't be nervous, what you have to face are children, just teach them what you know.

When you teach them, aren't you summarizing yourself?

This is an excellent exercise process.

Of course, I won’t force you, you should think carefully about it, whether to continue working behind closed doors or go out, the decision is up to you!”

Zhu Jun got up, said a few words to a few old ladies, and then left.

Li Xinrui clenched her pink fist and bit her lip.

Li Jiba also had a hard time and left.

He knew that Li Xinrui had to step forward, and His Highness's approach was right. If Li Xinrui could go to Endeavor Hall to teach painting, she would definitely be able to get better quickly.

...

In the blink of an eye, Zhu Jun has been in Fengyang for less than half a year. He has completely established a foothold in Fengyang, and the capital has begun to urge him.

After thinking about it, Zhu Jun decided to ask Niu Wuliu to make a trip and pick up Guanyin Nu, Tang Zhongling, and several new women who had entered the house.

Empress Ma wrote almost twice a month, each of which prompted her to give birth, and Zhu Jun's head grew bigger.

Sure enough, in any dynasty, urging marriage and childbirth are curses that men and women cannot escape.

"Your Highness, but I am currently doing the city's epidemic prevention work!" Niu Wuliu said.

"There is no flood now, so where did the epidemic come from? It took you two or three months to dig a public toilet and you still haven't finished it?" Li Jiba interjected.

Niu Wuliu looked at him resentfully, "How do you think the hospital was built?"

"Okay, stop arguing!" Zhu Jun waved his hand, "I'll go back with you!"

Niu Wuliu's expression changed and he said hurriedly: "Your Highness, this is a humble position..."

"It has nothing to do with you. I want to go back to see my elder brother and take a look at the project in the north of the city!" Zhu Jun and Lao Zhu have made an agreement to go back to Beijing every now and then. He has been here for half a year, so it's time to go back and take a look.

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"Your Highness, if you leave Fengyang without permission, won't the court say anything?" Li Jiba asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen!" Zhu Jun waved his hand, "You just stay here, I'll go with Niu Wuliu, and just bring five hundred people with me. I'll be back in a few days!"

Half of the road has been built, and six or seven days will be enough for one trip and one trip.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

As soon as Li Jiba finished speaking, Xun Busan came over, "Your Highness, the prefect is here!"

"Oh, what is he doing here at this time?" Zhu Jun frowned, "Let him in!"

Soon, Fang Keqin came in. When he saw Zhu Jun, he first bowed respectfully and said, "Your Highness, I am here today to say goodbye!"

"Farewell? Where are you going?"

"It is now the end of August. The imperial court stipulates that in September, audit officials must be sent to the household department in the capital to verify the money, grain and military supplies paid to the government by their yamen."

Zhu Jun nodded, it was true, "You want to go to the capital in person? Can you just let Tongzhi go?"

Tongzhi is the deputy of the magistrate, just like Tongpan, but the matters under his jurisdiction are different.

"They don't know much about the situation in Fengyang. This year, Fengyang has a tax deficit of more than 300,000 taels, most of which was borrowed from Prince Wu's Mansion.

This matter needs to be reported in person to Beijing, and the disasters this year are serious, and Fengyang's loss of grain taxes is too serious, which cannot be explained clearly in a few words." Fang Keqin said.

"That's just right. I'm going to Beijing in the next two days. You can come with me!" Zhu Jun said.

Fang Keqin said in surprise: "Your Highness is here for His Majesty's Christmas? But Your Majesty's Christmas is in October, is it too early to come to Beijing?"

"No, just like you, go to Beijing to report work!" Zhu Jun said, thinking to himself that he actually forgot Lao Zhu's birthday, this is a big deal.

I don’t know if Zhu Di and others will come back, but there is a high probability that Lao Zhu will not allow them to come back.

Fang Keqin nodded, "Then Chen will go back and prepare now!"

The next day, Zhu Jun quietly left the city with five hundred Suzaku troops.

In the carriage, Fang Keqin hugged a box tightly. Zhu Jun smiled bitterly and said: "There is no need to be so nervous!"

Fang Keqin said: "These are full of account details. If they are lost or damaged, it will be very troublesome if they are not reconciled with the account department's accounts. You will have to come back to do the accounting again. Not only will it waste time, but it will also be troublesome!"

"Can I see it?"

Fang Keqin didn't think much and opened the box, which contained various account details neatly placed inside.

Zhu Jun looked at the expenditures and income from last year to this year. Basically, they all went out. Fengyang's deficit was very serious. If the protagonist hadn't bought Fengyang's local debt, the prefect's Yamen might not even be able to pay out wages.

After flipping through it, Zhu Jun looked at the pile of blank documents that were stamped with the seal, and frowned, "What are these blank documents for?"

"This blank document is for prevention in advance. If the local accounts do not match the accounts of the Account Department, they can be corrected on the spot.

Take grain tax as an example. When the local government transports grain tax to the capital, there will be losses along the way. It's better if it's closer, but if it's far away, the losses will be high.

It definitely doesn't add up to the accounts.

Only when the Ministry of Household Affairs declares the difference will they know what the difference is. Otherwise, everyone will run away in vain.

This account declaration will no longer be possible.

Therefore, basically every auditor will prepare blank documents in advance."

Zhu Jun felt a shiver in his heart. There was nothing wrong with the officials doing this. After all, transportation was inconvenient and losses were a common occurrence throughout the ages.

If you don’t prepare blank documents, you won’t be able to do your job.

But seeing this empty document, Zhu Jun thought of a bloody case, the empty seal case!
Chapter completed!
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